Chapter 296 — Yang Juehuan's True Assets
Years of Heartflutter · Page 4 of 4
And now that Yang Ce had told him he need not bother about his men and could simply act on his own ideas, Sun Lin found a good deal of trouble spared him. He did not know how Yang Ce had brought those men to heel, though he supposed they were all frightened out of their wits by him.
With their plans settled, the two men left the office in high spirits. Sun Er, of course, asked nothing—he knew the rules—but Sun Jie was not pleased. That Yang Ce and her father should talk behind her back left a thoroughly sour taste in her mouth.
"Dad, what were you two talking about all this time?" Sun Jie could not help asking.
"Heh heh, Yang Ce here is planning to pack this old man off to Africa," Sun Lin said with a chuckle.
"What? Africa? What's going on?" Sun Jie was utterly baffled, unable to make head or tail of it.
Sun Lin glanced at Yang Ce, saw him give a slight nod, and so recounted the whole business to Sun Jie, who clicked her tongue in amazement again and again. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that Yang Ce owned an island in Africa; and at the thought of how he had kept it from her, she shot Yang Ce a glare.
Yang Ce protested his innocence. "Really, Jie, I only got the island on this latest trip out. I hadn't even had the chance to tell you before Tian Long had you under house arrest."
Only then was Sun Jie mollified. It was not that she was petty; it was simply that she had already made up her mind about Yang Ce, already counted herself his woman, and so he ought not to be keeping things from her.
Such was the shift in Sun Jie's thinking—one she herself had not even noticed.
"Uncle Sun, aren't you going to see Tian Long?" Yang Ce asked, glancing at Sun Lin.
At Yang Ce's words Sun Lin hesitated. He knew Yang Ce meant to have Tian Long shipped off to Africa, and that was Yang Ce's own territory—so naturally there was no fear that Tian Long could pull any other tricks there.
Still, Sun Lin could not quite set his mind at ease. Although Yang Ce had already decided not to deal with Tian Long—
"Then let's have a look," Sun Lin said, hesitating a moment longer before making up his mind.
"This fellow's got no shortage of sly tricks. Once he's in Africa he can serve as your scheming adviser," Yang Ce said.
"Aren't you afraid he'll pull another stunt like this one?" Sun Lin was uneasy about Tian Long.
"Heh, if he can buy over my men, then that's his skill," Yang Ce said with a curl of his lip, thinking to himself that no matter how much money Tian Long gave them, they would never dare gamble with their lives.
Sun Lin nodded as well; he too reckoned that Yang Ce must have something to rely on, which was why he could be so at ease about Tian Long.
The two of them walked together toward Tian Long's room. Yang Ce had business with Tian Long as well: he meant to wait until the man had calmed down completely and then ask him about the boss behind the scenes.
As for Tian Long, Yang Ce truly bore him little hatred, for he was nothing more than a pawn of the boss behind the scenes; his real opponent was still that boss. (To be continued)